Stories tagged “Thriller”

  • The Hamburg Man

    Schander, sat in the disused old German bunker in the city of Hamburg pondering the results of his most recent adventure. Adventure, he called it, as if the latest murder of a 17 year old christian girl from the Hamburg Academy for Young Ladies was a t...

    • Author: Marli
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • The Time Has Come

    The terror and trepidation surged through Wendy’s veins like an erupting volcano. Every budding detective dreamed of their first serial killer case, but there was absolutely no way she could have ever prepared for the sheer panic she felt right now. ...

    • Author: Adam Croft
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Mad D. Lynn

    “Thriller! Thriller niiiiiighhhhhht!!” I sing out as we drive down the highway, top down on the car and the smell of rain in the air. “You’re entirely insane.” Sam laughed. “You thought any different?” I asked,...

    • Author: Lone Writer
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • It's another morning (Mature)

    “Well, that’s new.” The first thing Bill saw when he opened his eyes was the sky. The only problem was he was in his bedroom. He now had a skylight, minus the window. “Fuck, whatever.” Right now, he had more pressing issue...

  • Catalogue

    Foot steps, distant at first but resounding throughout the room. Thump, thump…crunch. The texture changed, the person was walking on different ground. She frowned slightly at the pain from biting her lower lip, the scab breaking as she scraped it...

  • The End

    Her heart sank as darkness enveloped her, but she didn’t realise that this was the end until her nails were torn and bleeding while she screamed from six feet under.

  • A Tribute To Michael Jackson, The King Of Pop

    We all felt it. Every single last one of us. The shock, the disbelief, the horror of it all. Whether it was sympathy for someone you knew, or the sadness you felt for the man himself. Me? Personally, it hit me like a sack of bricks. I’m not old e...

    • Author: Lone Writer
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 3 out of 5
  • That Man

    We rarely call anyone the KING, no matter how “Bad” they are. We are just taught not to listen to all of that “Off the Wall” stuff. When others tried to get us into him we told them to “Beat It”. No one understood ho...

  • Barren Wasteland

    “It’s a barren wasteland,” he said, looking to his wife. She took his hand in hers, concern entering her face for the first time. “Sweetie,” she said, “it will be fine.” But her voice wavered at just the wrong ...

  • After The Mist

    Days after its onset, the fog finally began to lift, revealing all the horrors it had brought. Giant insects, half reptile or something more ancient, littered the parking lot. Direct sunlight didn’t seem to bother them, but they were hesitant to ...

  • The Ultima Project: Prologue (Mature)

    Dr. Stromb’s eyebrows met, “To which Asset are you referring, Mr. Smith?” The agent snuffed out his cigarette, and blew out a puff as he spoke, “Kendra Kurtz,” “She’s our best infiltrator,” Stromb said, n...

  • The Word's Deadliest Game

    Thomas awoke in a small dark room at a table. There was a small electric screen on the wall and a pair of dice before him. “Thomas you are contesting in the World’s Deadliest Game now. Roll the dice.” The man at the other side of the ...

  • Live longer or Die now?

    The strange man got up from his chair and gave Thomas a charred stick covered with some metal foil. “Use this to get to the next participant. We will take you to the first one.” “Im not going anywhere unless someone tells me what is g...

  • Tasha says no.

    Thomas walked into the salon. “Tasha? Tasha?” he called but he could not be heard over the roar of the hair dryers and anonymous chatter. Thomas ventured further into the shop. Looking for a girl who looked, well saloney. Thomas soon came u...

  • Seventeen Small Candles

    Seventeen small candles were all she saw. Teetering delicately on the solid wooden table, their cylindrical forms dared passers-by to play. Go on. Nudge me. As she made her way towards the back door of the kitchen, she heard a dog barking outside. In t...

  • Night of the Boogies!

    It was then the millions of boogers underwent their drastic transformation. In only seconds they assembled into a slimy man-beast of Batman/Shaq love-child proportions. Lindsay was dead in seconds. “No killing in class!” Mr. Rogers snarled....

    • Author: Spageti
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Munk Goes To The Club pt 2 (Mature)

    “Oh shit,” Munk hissed as he quickly scooped the magnum off the club floor and back up into its holster. He clenched his jacket tight against his chest and broke through the crowd, onto the confined safety of the stairwell. He climbed the steps, ca...

    • Author: JACripe
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
  • Munk Goes to the Club pt 3 (Mature)

    “So I’ve got this monkey on my back.” “Everybody is a wise-ass,” Munk muttered to himself and plopped into the solitary seat arranged in front of the desk. “Pardon?” The tubby feline stroked his whiskers as he waited for Munk to clarify h...

    • Author: JACripe
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
  • Munk Goes to the Club pt 4 (Mature)

    “Some help.” “My cousin’s kid. I’m probably going to kill him next month.” “Always nice to do something for family.” Munk felt his face grow warmer. “Indeed, Mr. Monk. And I believe-” “Munk,” he interrupted. R...

    • Author: JACripe
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
  • Munk Goes to the Club pt 5 (Mature)

    “Big Bear’s people. And you know it. You need someone to take care of that little rat Rostya and his big, bad-ass uncles.” “Then what is the problem?” “Problem is where do I fit into this mess? I help grease the rail...

    • Author: JACripe
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
  • Munk Goes to the Club pt 6 (Mature)

    “He’s not my cousin! He’s not family! Alex’s whore of a wife can’t keep her goddamn legs crossed for five weeks while he’s away on business and I’m supposed to pretend like I don’t know?! It’s a mir...

    • Author: JACripe
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
  • Kyle waits for his handler...

    … under the poplars beside Starbucks. He’d acclimatised to the tension of being a traitor to his country; waiting for an unscheduled, authoritative knock on the door (“Kyle Mitchem? I am placing you under…”), or a sudden, ...

  • Going Wrong

    Damn those wanker bankers who put me in this godawful situation… As I climb up the guttering pipe that snakes up the red brick house in this lonesome part of the countryside, I contemplate the reasons why I told my friend about my monetary troubl...

    • Author: J. A. Keane
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Flee

    As the weeks pass, people come and go from beside my hospital bed, flitting in and out of my thoughts. Policemen. Nurses. Doctors. Psychologists. My supposed girlfriend. My apparent best friend. But with every week that passes, a feeling continues to ...

    • Author: J. A. Keane
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5